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LET ME FLY!
When I looked up tonight,
The tinkling stars,
And the shining moon,
Made me wonder,
Why do we reside,
So down below?
They had told me the reason,
And the logic it contained,
But I argued with the logic,
And annihilated the reason...

for my younger brother who had faith in me when I had none in myself
Still you cared
I told you I did not need you
still you cared
I told you to go away
still you were there
I told you I was on the edge
still you loved me
I told you I was scared...

Beyond the broken window, past the faded drapes.
there grows an ancient vine that is drooping low with grapes.
The vine is old and haggared, neglected far too long,
yet the fruit that it produces is the sweetest, sweetest song.
Although nobody tends the vine...

Beckon the moonHer light can be our friend, helps when love is real and when in pretenseWe don't need the stars just the light within, it shines for me now, reflecting on your skin.Beckon the moonTalk without sound, please stay all night and turn my life aroundPassion runs high...